An investigative
Luminous mind
Equananinous
Thoughtful absorbtion
In small inconsequential things
A quiet
Still mind
Soundless
Breathless
A fly settles on a naked arm
Soft breeze on naked knees
Spiders weave a womb
Insight is born
Droplets tremor on silken strands
Sway in soft wind
Brushing the soul
All thoughts
Converging
Strattling a center
Empty in its hole
Returning to where
Never left
Pleasent extinction
Forest dwellibg
Fully knowing
Nothing
At all
-
Author:
alan b (
Offline) - Published: July 1st, 2026 02:21
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 11
- Users favorite of this poem: sorenbarrett
Offline)
Comments1
A lovely write using the image of nature and a web woven that may well be a metaphor of thought itself. Nicely done and a fave
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.